In the end, Su Hansheng still failed to clean up Jin Yiyuan. Because Xu Nan has arrived.

The fourth senior brother showed up, and the cold voice that was still arrogant about going to make trouble immediately followed his head, like a puppy wagging his tail, and happily showed the senior brother a warning.

Xu Nanzhi and several classmates came over together, and the deputy envoy was also among them.

"The festival is about to begin." Xu Nanzhi casually touched Su Hansheng's head and said, "Have you found someone who is traveling together?" Su Hansheng nodded, turned around and said, "This is Senior Brother Wen...... Not? Senior Brother Wen?" Behind him, only the beggar Zhao was standing, and Wen Jingyu disappeared at some point.

Su Han's voice was unknown, so he raised his hand and touched the finger ring, and found that the four-petal mustard grass was floating in the direction of the spirit mustard in the deputy master's courtyard.

Wen Jingyu's body was like mist, and after disappearing in place, it appeared under the stone steps in an instant. Noon is approaching, and the students of Moti Zhai are rubbing their hands to urge the formation, preparing to blast out the last "Immortal Monarch Thunder Tribulation" towards the sky.

Wen Jingyu walked slowly, slightly tilting his head to look at the thunderous spiritual weapon, and Mo Qing's eyes moved indifferently.

A few students from Moti Zhai wanted to have a big thunder light a moment before noon, and they must shake the heavens and let the immortal venerable of Tiandao and Bai Yujing feel the reverence of the Three Realms.

After the formation was urged, the thunder exploded into the sky.

Even the students who developed this magic weapon couldn't help but cover their ears with spiritual power, and said loudly: "When the thunder explodes, let's run quickly!" The injuries that were drawn out by the deputy envoy last time are not yet complete!"

Everyone nodded yes.

In the next moment, a colorful light exploded in the sky. …… But I didn't hear the imaginary stinging sound.

Everyone waited and waited, but the thunder had dispersed and no thunder was heard. Ink Fetal Student: Where's my thunder?!

Thunder turned into sorrow.

In a burst of wailing, the jade crane in the mirror was loose, and the plain robe fluttered with the wind, like a crane in the clouds, picking up the steps.

It's noon. The bell rings, the heavenly master worships the heavens and burns incense to welcome the gods.

Su Hansheng followed behind Xu Nan, listening to Reading Zhu read a bunch of obscure congratulatory messages, and only understood four words in a bunch of Lao Shizi's words.

Heaven is clear.

Although Xu Nanzhi is usually not stingy, he is extremely solemn about the matter of sacrificing to the sky, and he is silently reciting the blessing with his eyes closed.

Su Hansheng looked up at his senior brother's heroic face, and listened to him read a deep greeting, and felt that he seemed to be going to die with the wind at any time.

This panic made the young man tremble slightly, and timidly reached out and grabbed Xu Nanzhi's sleeve.

Xu Nan was examined

Sensing the slightest movement, he lowered his head and opened one eye at random, as if a slight smile flashed in his bright eyes. He also thought that Su Hansheng was panicking and didn't know how to read the greetings, so he said in a breathy voice: "According to what I taught you when I was a child, just read 'Tiandao Zhao'

Zhao'

Su Hansheng finally came back to his senses and nodded obediently.

The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is extremely cumbersome, and the smell of incense after burning incense has been permeated in the deep mountains and Daze, and there is quite an illusion of chanting and chanting Buddha in a thousand-year-old temple.

It wasn't until the sun set that the festival was over.

After nightfall, the fang market will be more lively, and Su Hansheng wanted to shake it out to join in the fun, and by the way, he looked for where Wen Jingyu went, but after seeing Xu Nan and a few people tidying up the altar, they had to go back to their homes and hurriedly followed.

"The Fang Market at the night of the Wendao Festival is very lively, and you can find a lot of good things, why don't you really go to play?" Xu Nan said, "We went back to the School Palace to discuss the matter of the secret realm of the Wendao sacrifice."

Su Hansheng hurriedly said: "I will sit next to me, and I will ensure that I will not disturb my senior brother." Xu Nanzhi couldn't see his pitiful appearance the most, nodded in response, and took him to meet the students who were with him this time.

Everyone is the same age as Xu Nan, and they will be out of school in the middle of summer next year, and they are ready to return to the Lingzhou of the Taoist Palace, and they are sitting there in groups of three or five.

As soon as Xu Nanzhi came in with a longing cold sound, the huge Lingzhou was dead for a while, and several pairs of eyes looked directly at Xiao Shaojun.

Shu Hansheng had not been watched by so many eyes, and he slightly grasped Xu Nanzhi's hand.

The weakest of the students present is also the Jindan Perfection, and they can go straight to the seventh layer of the secret realm, and their eyes fall coldly on their bodies, although they are not coerced, they also have a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.

Although Su Hansheng was not afraid, he was always worried that he would cause trouble to Xu Nanzhi, and he was thinking about whether to go back to Fang City to play with Beggar Zhao, but he heard a group of senior brothers waving to him enthusiastically.

"Isn't this a senior brother, I heard what I said on the wall really good, and I died well." "Senior brother is good, junior brother is good, senior brother loves you." "Senior brother, I just bought a Taoist robe from a profiteer, you can try it to see the size, if you like senior brother, I will give it to you."

Su Chill Voice: "...

Everyone is only in the legend of the rumored Su Shaojun, and the last time Su Han fainted on the listening wall of the two sentences of "coquettish", and it is not a serious person who can mix with Xu Nanjun and make friends, he does not call Shaojun at all, and he shouts at his junior brother to make fun of him.

Xu Nan said quietly: "If the spiritual cultivator is not here, no one can control your mouth, right?"

A few people coughed a few times, and the rules and regulations called:

"Shaojun."

The cold sound - called the senior brother, sat down next to Xu Nanzhi, and pretended to be well-behaved quietly.

After a few people returned to the Wendao Palace, they went straight to Siwangzhai.

On a cool summer night, the open-air courtyard is open and wide, and behind the seats, everyone sits cross-legged and spreads out the books of the Fuer people translated by Qifu Zhao.

Xu Nanzhi has a big temperament and is not very hospitable, and the others have already prepared, and after lighting the lamp, they took out a bunch of snacks and tea sets from Yulian.

The deputy envoy came with a whip, swept the snacks all over the place, and his eyebrows were cold. "Three days of sacrifice to the sky, don't touch the meat."

The student who took the snack hurriedly opened the "beef jerky" wrapped in oil paper and showed him: "Deputy Envoy Mingjian, this is 'jerky' kneaded with somen noodles, and the taste of the meat is mixed with sauce." "

The deputy envoy sat down in his robe and looked at him lightly: "I will naturally know it, otherwise I will whip you directly."

The Man: "......"

Su Hansheng sat down next to Xu Nanzhi and obediently ate the "jerky" in his mouth.

Strange Xuezhai students came one after another, until the sky was completely dark, and Qi Fu Zhao, Jin Yiyuan, Gong Fuzao and Zhou Gu also arrived.

Zhou Gu is the same age as Su Hansheng, but she and Xu Nan go to the same school as them, and they will be out of school next year. She came slowly under the veil, her cold eyes sweeping around, with a thick scrutiny.

Gong Fuzao had found a place and was about to pull Zhou Gushu to sit down. But seeing the girl's skirt flying, she slowly walked to the cold sound of gnawing on the jerky, and said to the student next to her: "I want to sit here."

Zhou Gu shot a young age to rejuvenate, and turned faster than the old monster who had lived for hundreds of years on the medical path, but she was notoriously incomprehensible above the seven emotions and six desires.

Everyone knew that she had no malicious intent, but that she was speaking too straight, and they skillfully gave up their seats for her.

Zhou Gu shot neatly, sat down cross-legged with a casual skirt, and looked straight at Su Hansheng with her eyes unabashedly. Chilling Voice: "......"

Who is this?

Seeing this, Jin Yi raised his eyebrows, and also walked to the side of the deputy envoy, and said to Xu Nan next to him: "I want to sit here."

Before Xu Nanzhi could scold, the deputy envoy said coldly: "Get out of the way."

Jin Yiyuan was not angry when he was beaten by Ping'er, but seemed to have come here to beg for a scolding, with his eyes down, he glanced at the cold and beautiful side face of the deputy envoy, and walked on the empty seat with a smile and sat down.

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Damn, he deliberately came to be scolded, right? What's wrong?!

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the deputy envoy tapped the handle of the whip lightly on a piece of spread paper, and said lightly: "If it is really as the news provided by other years says, this year's Wendao Sacrifice is a rotten Ke realm, then Yuanying will go straight to the seventh layer of the secret realm, maybe there will be ...... What are these two words, what kind of illusion?"

Begging Zhao said: "Boundless." ”

Lieutenant: "......"

I couldn't hold back the cold sound, and I laughed out loud. And all the people looked at him. Su Hansheng promised his senior brother that he would be absolutely quiet and silent, and hurriedly bent his knees and crawled behind Xu Nan to hide.

Everyone was pondering the rotten Ke realm where they heard the Taoist sacrifice, and they hugged their knees and leaned on Xu Nanzhi's back to gnaw on the "jerky", and when they swept away, they saw that the girl next to him was still looking at him.

I looked back at it in confusion.

Xu Nanzhi leaned on a "blanket" surnamed Su behind his back, and leaned over the paper a little bit as if he were not looking.

The cold sound was caught off guard and planted forward, and the "jerky" in his hand was directly pasted

went to Xu Nan's back and stained the white ink robe. Chill: ......

Several senior brothers were fortunate enough to witness it and gasped. Su Hansheng's face turned white.

Xu Nanlian noticed the movement and looked back: What's wrong? What are you looking at?

Everyone immediately shook their heads: It's nothing, look at Shaojun cute, well-behaved, docile and lovely.

Su Hansheng: ?

Xu Nan glared at them: Take your eyes back to me! After that, continue to study the book of Qi Fu Zhao.

The cold sound was frightened enough, and he hurriedly wiped the stains on Xu Nan's back with his sleeve, but the juice that was mixed into a meaty taste was very strong, and it was wiped evenly after wiping it for a long time.

Su Han Sheng: ....

Yu Guang swept to see that the senior brothers who had heard the cold sound and their faces were all green there, all of them bowed their heads and couldn't help laughing, some of them held back laughter and shook their shoulders, and they were whipped impatiently by the deputy envoy.

Su Hansheng worked hard for a long time without success, and leaned his head on Xu Nan's back with a broken jar, his eyes glazed, and he practiced in advance, "I don't know, I don't know."

"Vast" illusion, Qi Fu Zhao can't translate what his real name is, only knows that people who enter the illusion will randomly fall into two completely different fantasies.

The former is the most joyful moment of life, the latter is the most painful nightmare.

But this thing should be very

It's so broken. "The deputy envoy said, just familiarize yourself with the meditation formula—you have all memorized the fifty pages of the meditation formula, right?

All:

Everyone looked at each other.

Only the first five lines were memorized.

The deputy envoy narrowed his eyes, and the whip tapped lightly on his palm. Everyone suddenly said in unison: "Naturally, I memorized it!" I'll go back and carry it in the dark!

I was drowsy when I heard the cold sound, and after a while, I fell asleep on Xu Nanzhi's back. The others didn't know how long they deliberated, but the lamp on the small desk had burned for most of the time before it finally dispersed.

He felt a pain in his wrist in a daze, and the pain made him wake up with a "hiss", sleepy eyes and looked at his sleeve, but there was no scar on the snow-white wrist, but there was an imperceptible blood mark left on the cuff.

What is it?

Got bitten by something?

Su Hansheng looked up in confusion, and saw that everyone got up and dispersed, and Zhou Gushe, who had been sitting beside him, also stood up, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at him coldly.

Xu Nanyu pulled up the cold voice: You can sleep here, and you don't panic - I'll send you back to Wuzhai. Su Hansheng came back to his senses, and he didn't think much about it, he yawned and nodded and said okay.

Xu Nanyu sorted out the book translated by Qi Fu Zhao and put it back in the fasting house. Su Hansheng stood obediently outside and waited, and accidentally glanced at it and saw that under the acacia tree in the courtyard, Jin Yiyuan was smiling and saying something to the deputy envoy.

The lieutenant's face was full of impatience, and the fingers holding the whip gently cocked the handle of the whip, resisting the urge to whip him: "...... Jian Liang Xue Palace has a spirit mustard at the festival, so there is no need to be wronged by Young Master Jin squeezing with me.

Jin Yiyuan said lazily: "Lingmustard is not safe, I have a lot of enemies, what should I do if I am accidentally slaughtered? I still have a lot of treasures in my pants, especially the precious photo bead.

Vice-Ambassador: ......

The deputy envoy's cold eyes seemed to be frosty, and he looked at him coldly: "No one will snatch a broken bead."

What if?" Jin Yiyuan smiled, "I don't want anyone to see what is on that bead.

At that time, everyone's photo beads were all crushed one by one by Jin Yiyuan's calm face, but the thought of someone still taking out that incident from time to time to gossip-even if it was just words, could make him crazy with jealousy.

The deputy envoy couldn't hold back any longer, his long legs were raised, and the black robe flew like a cluster of highly poisonous flowers, and slammed on Jin Yiyuan's waist and abdomen, kicking the person so much that he bent down with a "poof", coughed heartbreakingly, and almost vomited

Blood.

The deputy envoy's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, and the tear mole brought out a beautiful and seductive color with anger, and his five fingers grabbed Jin Yiyuan's hair and forcibly dragged him up, and said coldly: Do you think I will care about a mere photo bead?

Ha ha...... Cough! I care about ......" Jin Yiyuan was still laughing, his hair was pulled hard, and he hissed in pain, His temperament is really big, and there are many students in other schools who also spend the night in Wendao Palace, why can't I?

The deputy envoy looked at him coldly. That's because no one dares to stay in the dormitory of the deputy envoy of the Punishment Hall.

Probably completely convinced by this man's cheekiness, the deputy envoy pushed him away violently. Take a picture of the beads for me.

Jin Yiyuan inhaled to ease the pain, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and handed him a photo bead with a smile.

The deputy rubbed his fingers slightly.

Jin Yi Yuandao: This is just a backup.

The deputy envoy's beautiful eyebrows and eyes stared at him coldly, and he didn't intend to destroy the photo beads. He brushed his sleeves and left, which was regarded as acquiescing to this person's going to his own house.

The corners of Jin Yiyuan's lips hooked.

This beating is not in vain.

Jin Yiyuan straightened the hem of his clothes, and saw that the people around him were using a kind of "Mother! This person's quirks are terrible, run away" complex eyes looked at him, not only did he feel ashamed, but he smiled generously.

See the smile, laugh the laugh.

All:......

It's really cheap.

Jin Yiyuan was about to keep up with the deputy envoy in front, but he saw that Xiao Shaojun, who had been leaning on Xu Nan's back and was asleep, ran forward quickly for some reason and said something to the deputy envoy.

The deputy envoy frowned slightly. Su Hansheng stretched out his ten fingers and shook them, his eyes were slightly red, and his face was full of pitiful looks.

The deputy envoy's hand holding the whip tightened, and he suddenly looked back at Jin Yiyuan coldly. Jin Yiyuan: He had a bad premonition inexplicably, and he always felt that the well-behaved little young gentleman seemed to have said something unfavorable to him.

Sure enough, Su Hansheng wiped the non-existent tears on his eyes with his sleeves, and dragged out of the darkness with a begging Zhao with a confused face, and the last sentence was very loud, and it drifted to Jin Yiyuan's ears.

…… Only give a hundred spirit stones! How can I learn how to stand such grievances, Deputy Envoy Mingjian! Jin Yiyuan: ???

The deputy envoy Bafeng did not move, hmm", and said to the beggar

: "I'll do justice for you—how many spirit stones do you need to translate five books?"

Begging Fu Zhao was dragged over by the sound of the cold, and now he is still confused. He hesitated to say a number: "Or, two hundred?"

As soon as the slight words fell, Su Hansheng preemptively said: "No matter how you say it, it will cost two thousand, but Qi Fu Zhao has stayed up for three all-nighters, but he has hurt himself."

Beggar Zhao: "......

The deputy nodded: yes, got it.

Su Han said: Thank you, senior brother.

Qi Fu Zhao also hurriedly bowed his head: Thank you, deputy envoy.

The deputy envoy's tone was very calm, and he said, "Well, let's go back to sleep."

It happened that Xu Nanyu also came out of the house, and Su Hansheng hurriedly pushed Qi Fu Zhao out, and whispered: "No matter how many spirit stones Jin Yiyuan gives you tomorrow, you will also receive all the 20,000 yuan, remember?"

Beggar Zhao: Yes......

Su glared at him with a cold voice.

Beggar Zhao had no choice but to nod yes.

After Su Hansheng pushed Qi Fu Zhao away, he ran back to Xu Nanzhi's side, and said meekly with his hands behind his back: Senior brother, I'm fine. Xu Nan said "um", and always felt that there was always a smell of meat wafting behind him from time to time, which was strange and unpleasant.

He didn't think much about it, and when he was about to leave, he swept to the deputy envoy dressed in black, and walked towards Jin Yiyuan with a cold face, looking like he was going to pump people. What's going on?

Aren't they still safe?

I do not know. Su Hansheng tugged at Xu Nanzhi's sleeve, Senior brother, let's go. Xu Nanzhi has long been accustomed to the daily life of the students in the school palace who are in a worried mood and have a sick brain, "um", and sent the cold sound back to Wuzhai to sleep.

Halfway through the journey, a spiritual power came from the seal of Xu Nan's disciple, he lowered his eyes and looked at it, and when he landed, he let out a "poof" and almost choked to death with saliva.

On the listening wall of the Ten University Palaces, Deputy Envoy Chu Fenghan sent a sentence.

"Mad dog, if you dare to answer me with this photo bead again, I gouged out your dog's eyes." Below is a photo of himself dancing in red. Xu Nanzhi: ...... Su Hansheng: ?? All of them:...